Scattered on a cold floor
Suffer chained to a concrete stone
She holds him under the water
Watches him drowned
As I'm left here alone on the bed
I can bring you home from the dead
Wake up
Walk
Like you never fell
The flies gather
Your an easy sell
Left to your own inadequacy
When you can remain whole
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